After the End

Every event,

Every achievement,

Every party,

Every thing we hope for,

Comes and goes so quickly.

Each chapter leaves little time for rest.

And yet there sits that emptiness,

A feeling that sometimes,

What everyone tells you should feel significant,

Is nothing but another passing, trivial day.

So much excitement and buildup,

To fleeting moments ,

We sometimes remember,

And sometimes forget.

Let us still feel the peace

Of the passing seasons

which give us renewed strength,

disquiet and unrest;

So that we can continue,

Time can continue,

And we can live.

 

–Written by Sandy Heights

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